Lord Jagannatha Ratha-Yatra 2013 : Travelling to Other Conscious Realms By Dynamic Mobilization of Negative Mass Interactions with the Non-Matter Essence in the Creation

Lord Jagannatha Ratha-Yatra 2013 : Travelling to Other Conscious Realms By Dynamic Mobilization of Negative Mass Interactions with the Non-Matter Essence in the Creation 

 

Alone lying on the shore of the great Ocean…

Jagannath Ratha Yatra, Mayapur, India

Jagannath Ratha Yatra, Mayapur, India

Penetrating the heart of all matter

Where sand and water meet to make a diagram

A natural circle of the original whole

Footsteps, flowers and the path of the sun

Strewn by the darkness of the time

Random oblique and negative mass

The Arka wheel silently rotates

Traveller on the road, where are the signs to your eternal highways?

Thunder on the jewelled mountains lightning strikes the moth

Roaring in the silent passion of these eons

What does this Ratha–Yatra mean?

If not a movement from one point to another

A change in material dimensions

The chariot is the golden vessel; an architecture of self-transformation

The Lord has shown us the way many times

Lord Jagannatha Sri Shubodhra & Sri Balaram/Lithograph Artist Raja Ravi Verma circa 1900s

Lord Jagannatha Sri Shubodhra & Sri Balaram/Lithograph Artist Raja Ravi Verma circa 1900s

Mystical Alcubierre warp drive

It reconstructs its own space-time geometry based on mind-matter interactions (quantum entanglement of exotic matter with the golden merkaba of phonetic crystals)

Lord Jagannatha, Lord Jagannatha, Lord Jagannatha

The spoke in the wheel is the golden heart of Amitabha Buddha

It’s the secret prophecy of Christ in the black stone of Alblackica

Man is not a myth of apparent pain and misfortune

But must transfigure himself like the gods

Integrity of the being is the key to the quantum leap

The sun is a small dot awaiting resurrection

The sky is dark ambrosiac

The rains must bring Isis from the grains

And feed the heart with the fruit of compassion

Reason must exist because we can feel, touch

We can see more with our own inner radiance

A small shift changes everything

Random darkness – hungyovertinbeta distance away…

To Condorconva…

 

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

THE LAST RITE OF THE SACRED FIRE IN THE OVOVIVOUN: TRANSLATION MEMORY MATRIX AND QUANTUM TIME CONVERGENCE OF HISTORICAL POINTS (Non-local movie per vecta ionic acceleration of space-time frame-shifts)

THE LAST RITE OF THE SACRED FIRE IN THE OVOVIVOUN: TRANSLATION MEMORY MATRIX AND QUANTUM TIME CONVERGENCE  OF HISTORICAL POINTS (Non-local movie per vecta ionic acceleration of space-time frame-shifts)

Jim Morrison, An American Pastoral (1969)

Jim Morrison, An American Pastoral (1969)

An American Pastoral (1969)

An American Pastoral (1969)

We made a film about words and silence

We made a film about the sound

You and I, repeat what we are

Birth, life, seeing and hearing

To find the word lost in images

And images lost in the field of memory

Finding and failing, in the light, in the darkness

To seek, to recover the first scene

From the udder of a sun-vast recess

When born was Idea in the dawn of intuition

 

A red flame of the Heraclitean fire

Tonight we shall remake this film

A film that restores the emblem of peace

From nether shadows that engulfed the sun,

From the fear and trembling and the eclipse and death

Driving through New Mexico under the stars

In the night of the Hopi dance around the sacred fire

Long after Kierkegaard’s death

Long after Van Gogh’s and Bunuel’s

All are awakened in the still silence of the Himalayas

und das  Wasser fliesst     

You and I,

Let us go to remake the film.

The Mystic Mountains

The Mystic Mountains/Photograph Joy Roy Choudhury

– Joy Roy Choudhury (From collection of poetry” Rains Winds and Cycles, Kindle Edition Amazon)

http://www.amazon.com/Rains-Winds-And-Cycles-ebook/dp/B009HX1S2U


Refs:

[1] The ever-living fire; Heraclitus, the Greek philosopher conceived fire as the primordial element out of which matter evolved; “That Nature is a Heraclitean Fire and the Comfort of Resurrection”, Gerard Manley Hopkins, Poems. 1918.

[2] An iconic philosophical book by Danish philosopher, Søren Kierkegaard

[3] Danish philosopher and theologian (1813-1855)

[4] Vincent Van Gogh (1853-1890), Dutch Post-Impressionist painter who was famous for his paintings of sunflowers and landscapes.

[5] Luis Buñuel (1900-1983), Spanish-born filmmaker who moved to Paris and directed a series of path breaking surreal films, notably one with the artist Salvador Dali.

[6] And the water flows.

The Secret of Isis In The All-Perceiving Eye: The Observer Observed and The Self-Prognosis of the Quantum Self

 The Secret of Isis In The All-Perceiving Eye: The Observer Observed and The Self-Prognosis of the Quantum Self

 

THE INTEGRATED STAR MICRO-PROCESSOR, MONALISA, 2013

The Integrated Star Microprocessor/Monalisa 2013

The Integrated Star Microprocessor/Monalisa 2013

Consciousness-Analogue

Yellow mysterious river of the sun

Slowly moving tediously

From morn till the bright night resuscitates

Over a thousand years…

Outpouring tea on empty banisters

Frail like the rosemoth alphabets

Dying in a circle

Dying in the trapezohedron

Motionless, a thin destructive interference

Temple of the Tragic Thoth built over with rims of gold

King’s palace, courtyards…asylums

Anonymous occult provision for madness

For Foucault and Germaine Greer and xolpheta Anubis

Against which the moon wept

Seas burnt

Silvering predominantly in distant time and space

Under  Hecate’s gorgeous canopy

Violent trepidation of the silent anatomy of Light

Ashore the Seven Seas

Ages subtract wisdom from fear

Youth is the force in the void

 

Immortally singing in the simple matrix of fire

Yin-yang zan infinity of tra-tri-tru morphogenesis

The Dance of Kali: Micro-cosmic Space-Time Evolution

The Dance of Kali: Micro-cosmic Space-Time Evolution

Climbing like Sirius over the pale horizon’s roof

Seeking civilization’s only resort

White horses green like the sky

Blue like the throat of Dante’s bird

Flying like Derrida’s spaceship

Far away into ether incandescence…

Despair not

Redeem through my justified hands

The ancient lands

Of waterways sands and rebellious storms

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

Photograph: Joy Roy Choudhury, 2012

Counter-Clockwise Movements of Cyclical Time in the Ever Evolving YungDrung of Prima Matra in the Ancient Tapriza Hymn of the Bon

Olmo Lungring, Samij Datta, 2012

Counter-Clockwise Movements of Cyclical Time in the Ever Evolving YungDrung of Prima Matra in the Ancient Tapriza Hymn of the Bon

Consciousness-Analogue

The four apostles are the tetra-terra streams of light

They advance towards the everlasting sea

The dragon submerges the truth in the cradle of darkness

Peacock elephant snow lion horse – thou art come within and shine

Thou art the secret messengers of the sacred land ‘olmo-lungring’

From the cave of the Neanderthal, the Bonpo gazes at the pristine stars of Shenrab

No beginning or end have ever won him any glory

He was the child of his own thoughts killing the hours by the seconds in the years

His friend was the rivers that spoke with the trees talking about Michelangelo

His words were metaphors that etherized a desert with the menthol of Alma mater

His verse were the true link of a polymerase chain in the Satprem of Sri Aurobindo

In the alpha-square of the geo-hunet gravity the leopards are eating the Frankenstein of the race

Let time be the tool in the wheel of fire to reshape the moment on a frictionless road

Let new words be the design of merit born from the gulf of differences to institutionalise individual development and progress

Known is the unknown chapter in the Gnostic book of the dead

Towards the non-dual social sign the symbol are the letters written on Savitri

The moon climbs on the back of her hair

The red face is the lotus of the Alblackica fountain

Spring calls the fleeting birds in the tower of Babel

Allow them to speak with thy tongue

Let thy chaos be moulded into the antiquity of consciousness

Let thy mind be vacant with it

Anadiutsakendre jage rat

Karagar theke lanthan niye ay

Akasher chari haste bhorer ananda ke tapriza pathay tar shei chithi

Uttor madhur ek Taranga te anabil ak hashi

Jano ure jay ramdhanu nadiyay alor chande ak nadi

Chalo jai surjer par dhore sagar mohonay

Srot ashim ek srot

Nei samay, “HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME”.

 

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: “HURRY UP PLEASE ITS TIME”. – II- A Game of Chess, The Wasteland, 1922- T.S. Eliot

 

 

 

The Secret of the Last Judgement by Michelangelo and the Time Re-Creation of the Past in the Present Back from the Future through the Vora-Gate of Causal Spirals in the Evolution Track Matter of Consciousness

 

The Last Judgement, Michelangelo/ 15 37-41/Fresco/Sistine Chapel/Vatican City

The Secret of the Last Judgement by Michelangelo and the Time Re-Creation of  the Past in the Present Back from the Future through the Vora-Gate of Causal Spirals in the Evolution Track Matter of Consciousness

Consciousness-Analogue

The travaho dynamics of uriyat time encapsulates the polyglossia of the sun

Angular dynamics of motion on the rotator cuff assimilates purity

Pure substance matter as yatter on vatter to zatter is the inflammable light (Lawau-myth track matter {4 = 4 H} )

The poetic sublime existence is the cathartic darkness revelation as dawn

Savitri-gawa-Savitri on 6-aswapati-6 as remembrance of evolution of fate (yy-aswapati-zz)

Eternity is a closed chapter in the book of the dead

Immortality is the only finitude of time in the zero-habber Brahman of the origin of origins

The mountains are only dreams of valleys engulfed by the sea in the year of the Apocalypse

End to end is a prayer from sat-sat-lila-chit-ananda towards the beginning of the end

Linear factorial sum of existential bliss > Creational equilibrium constant

Eyes meet eyes through the valtrumin lense to recreate the image from the future to the past

In the temple of the morning, time flowers the Garden of Eden with Poinsettias and Roses

Cross Aum Mani Padme Hum (3x) in the red ether of Indian tribes

Viking into the sea with Vra-Uj-Ni into Shambhala through the door of love into new world-heaven

The point migrates in the roaming space adding light-years to its qualia

Michelangelo magnified on San Lorenzo to San Lorenzo earns Tat-sat-chit-chit-hari-tat-sat-om

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Hanging Tree of Life in Shambhala that Blessed Earth for a New Change in Consciousness after the Apocalypse Now

6 Boxet, Samij Datta, 2012

The Hanging Tree of Life in Shambhala that Blessed Earth for a New Change in Consciousness after the Apocalypse Now

Consciousness-Analogue

Shambhala is the Crow-beak moon alter of the higher sufficiency in life

Nothing is beyond that is not within

Within that, that is not that but α numerals of γ rays in the z-matrix of a y-domain

Feathers of the bird fall with the hair of the sun but rise with Alblackica

Their path towards the icy mountains is a script from the book of the dead

Why the stars cross their bows in surrender to the tree of life to bring the fire chariot from the origin-orihinin?

The Brahman was a child in the chandelier of the dawn resting its unused arm on the cold deserts of the Gobi?

Playing with the winds that stifle the bones and cry in the cold outer ring of the Himalayas

Perception of the inner mind is the only scope of activity to find the resin of immortality

White sands are red beneath the cloak and dagger of time, eternity is the lost word of a true golden destiny

Unmarked in the circle of the Eragman cause, the grass was bending the sickle of the guardian serpents

They are the raven of the Babel whose words in the tower echo faith of the highest Neolithic-order

Tree of devotion is the beta-huramix el shaddai adonai elohim el

Greva-greva-razder-ionicixa on om mani padme hum

Om mani padme hum

Om mani padme hum.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

 

 

PI-BOSONIC MESSENGER OF TIME ON THERMOIONIC ALBLACKICA SALTPLATE

 

PI-BOSONIC MESSENGER OF TIME ON THERMOIONIC ALBLACKICA SALTPLATE

Consciousness-Analogue

In the history of man’s syllabi time is the most important efficient factor

Emerson wrote ‘We live in succession, in division, in parts, in particles’

One of these was Betsy Ross the seamstress from Philadelphia

Stars became the cross on every silver lining in the clouds

And the crabs crawled on the sea shore of Derrida

Eating thoughts without thoughts in a senseless regime

That cannot manufacture let alone recycle the dying hybrids

Vision has lost immortality in the gratings of the mind        

The mind is a porcelain vessel with no flower but hot dying under the sun

Man is now empty of anything and everything

He has no sign of the power he acquired from his own freedom

He is a stagecoach moving aimlessly through lanes and by-lanes of his own pathetic fallacy

He is a mariner without a compass in the deep ocean of void

Arguments aped his procrastination he made instruments he cannot control

The stone was a sign of the cataclysms in nature

The wind ran into the hollow tube of the earth-tunnels

And the birds disappeared in the uranium rich effigies of man’s gratitude

And became the lost ritual song of the tribes in the month of harvest

Waters reflect annihilated questions in the pages of a paperback

Thomas Mann is dead so is Heisenberg

River angular time gave birth to thermoionic salt-plates of Alblackica

And the leaves of Acacia chanted the new anthem of love

Tetrat terav tetrat

Nestrat nihayo nestrat…

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Photograph B/W, Joy Roy Choudhury

Artwork, QuinWing-A, Samij Datta, 2012

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Conscious Illumination of the Mind in the Vector-Bird Diagrams of Alblackica

Symmetric Space, Samij Datta, 2012

The Conscious Illumination of the Mind in the Vector-Bird Diagrams of Alblackica

Consciousness-Analogue

To what dream we wake up in E7 macro space

Mind matter in coordinate consciousness

Eractude Hittite Graxub Taxitag

Latin Greek Sanskrit Jabav

Race-continuity integrated by 27-line configurations

A tree within many leaves living for aeons its branches are also the tree

It came from the Octonians, spin 5 on rural cosmic dimensions

Threads and threads connects the eye to the sun and the rivers

Time-like links can produce singularity of vision of distant objects or events and phenomena

Jack Kerouac and Schrodinger in a green-golden trapezohedron 

Sun is subspace in macrospace

Up and down, to and fro

Rest motions and annihilations

Dead analogy of the living cross

Spatial harmonics of the Krishna-Kali Alblackica

Comes and goes stays for awhile speaks to the matter-mind influx

The supramental leaf is forging many dreams

Allow the geometry to play its algebra within hermitian matrices

As the peacock waves its feathers to the rain-clouds of the great flood

Dance is a signal, a conscious qualia to represent superstring laced verbs  

The cause ate the effect as the effect is the mother of all cause

Pink butterflies are the orange flowers of the moon’s millenia

The silvery stars are ripples in an octagonal spacedome

And each ripple represents the earth’s crust binding water to its source

Red Waziz Izwa in Bob Dylan’s Isis

Ambatat-harastot-afraz-haramaz (mountains -farmers -horses -elephants)

The silent-pure-manifest-supra-unmanifest hymn is that.

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: David Kaiser’s ‘How the Hippies Saved Physics’ (Book Cover Art on ‘Fundamental Fysiks Group’  who were core to this new revival of science in the 60s and 70s during the counter-culture in the US/L-R Jack Sarfatti, Saul Paul Sirag, Nick Herbert, Fred Alan Wolf ca. 1975)

Synthesis of Consciousness in the Temple of Time (Alblackica Day)

WAVICLE-DANCE, Samij Datta, 2012

Synthesis of Consciousness in the Temple of Time

Consciousness-Analogue

Our journey is towards the yellow river in Nibiru, the young boy saw in dream when the artificial-sun is about to take birth in Rome; letters are mere Alblackica time-ships in space zero upon the Praviculin-wavicle dance to bring us back into nature through the gyres of consciousness; Kali is Kali in the Wahali of Kali to paint the vision of the sun that lights the dark side of the earth 2088 AD onwards; there is still time to drink your coffee and read Macbeth or think about the new quantum dynamics far ahead of conventional science and reality, gather the potential for the new race and the truth in the proteins of your system as the temple of time is the place to worship where the womb is a tetra-orthogonal centre of the haploid chromosomes shining like rubies in the Altamira of the ancient tribe; beauty lasts forever in the eyes of the dance, its naked electrodes are revisiting the stars to bring energy in the carbon networks of life, the polyglossia is the fibre that has all the words upside down into the wormhole and from there as conscious flow of energy into rapidly evolving systems of differentiation; the tree sees the river thinking of the roads, and, the nights are Petrarchan sonnets dipped in albumin so the egg white and the yolk can see each other and touch, feeling as they do, to enrapt the pain with the morning-intelligence of the light, that light that falls on Claude Monet’s Le Havre is real, it’s an incarnation of the rainbow-sound in the mandala of primeval space; ‘the white feet of sound’ is actually a light of the new race by 2268 AD and then as the violets are ivy in the strange eye of the alchemists, time-travel may be the rope-trick  possible in the quantum almanacs of the near future;

Riding the horse the savage told the man of knowledge how many stars he has to cross by the book of wisdom and he said that Isis knows this as ‘she was there in the meadow when the creeks  used to rise/ blinded by sleep and in need of a bed’; all are hidden in shapes and sizes speaking, interacting with each other by their retrospect shadows in the glory of the circles; rivers are moon’s pyramids reflected on them α mirror seeing α mirror in the β –β transitional space to write the equation of the cosmic parable in the non-ionic metaphor of the integral man; synthesis is synthesis of consciousness as apple eats the apple to see the rainbow on the snow melt the ice to grow trees and more apples in the crow-beak-fall-length of the creation as froyeth-mental is dexav-euro-quartz (6N8-9K9-6G6) on Tat Wat Yat/Yat Wat Tat/ Wat Tat Yat cycles…

– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: Picture II Kalighat, Kali & ‘She was there in the meadow when the creeks  used to rise/ blinded by sleep and in need of a bed’- lines from Bob Dylan song ‘Isis’.

And ‘the white feet of sound’- Sri Aurobindo’s Savitri